U: Tch..I don't know what's going on..a puny little punk like you..claiming to be a knight? Trying to save the leader..of the royal guard? Yeah..sure..
C: Can he see me? /The ghost speaks floating beside Frisk/
F: Don't think so but this guy should know not to bother other players who were here first..go play pretend somewhere else, I'm busy..or do you want the honors of being the 1,000th person to die?